Olive Bennett's perfect life shatters the night before her wedding when she discovers her fiancé, Frank, in a passionate embrace with her sister, Delilah. Heartbroken and betrayed, she cancels the wedding and flees to New York, desperate to rebuild her life. But just as she tries to leave her pain behind, Olive receives shocking news—she's pregnant. A virgin and utterly confused, Olive unravels a twist of fate at the hospital. An accidental mix-up during a medical procedure infused her with billionaire Raymond Stone DNA, intended for a surrogacy program. Furious at the hospital’s unprofessionalism Raymond decides to sue the hospital. As Olive and Raymond go through this unexpected bond, Frank resurfaces with a vengeful lawsuit, accusing Olive of wasting his time while allegedly being with another man. The stakes rise as Olive must defend her honor, confront her sister’s betrayal, and decide if she can trust Raymond, who hides a painful past of his own.
View MoreMr. Logan arrived at Raymond’s penthouse, clutching a leather-bound folder containing every copy of the Golden Island estate documents.Raymond stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his silhouette framed against the city’s shimmering skyline. He didn’t turn when Logan approached, but the tension in his shoulders was a dead giveaway. He already knew why Logan was there.“Here it is,” Logan said quietly, placing the folder on the glass coffee table. “Every copy… as you asked.”Raymond inhaled deeply, letting the weight of the moment settle over him. For years, Golden Island had been more than an estate; it was the heart of his empire—his blood, his sweat, his identity. Trading it away felt like carving out a piece of his soul. His hands trembled slightly as he opened the folder.His eyes skimmed over the documents, but the words blurred into a haze. His chest tightened. He blinked rapidly, willing away the sting of emotion. There was no time for weakness. Not now.A flicker of memory s
Raymond paced back and forth on the dock, his shoes echoing loudly in the empty space. The wind howled, creating a mournful sound as it swept through the old metal beams. Despite the sun shining brightly, a cold sensation churned in his stomach.He couldn’t stop thinking about what was happening. His team stood a few feet away, staring at their phones with worried expressions. They were all thinking the same thing: What’s going on?Raymond stopped pacing and gazed out at the water. He checked his watch for what felt like the hundredth time.He started walking again, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios. What if something had happened to Olive?He wasn’t sure he could forgive himself if it had.“History can’t repeat itself,” he whispered under his breath. “The woman I love has to live. She can’t die. Not again.”His team glanced at him, their eyes filled with unspoken questions. But Raymond had no answers. All he could do was wait and hope that everything was okay.The wind kept b
Delilah leaned against the cold brick wall, one leg bent as she twirled a lock of hair between her fingers. The phone was pressed to her ear, her lips curling into a knowing smirk as the line connected.“Hello, Frank.”There was silence which was long enough for her to picture the way his jaw would tighten.Then, his voice came through as he said “What do you want, Delilah?” in a sharp and impatient tone.Her smirk deepened. Oh, how she loved getting under his skin. “Oh, come on, don’t be so grumpy. I have good news.”Frank’s scoff was immediate. “Good news?” He sounded incredulous, his anger barely restrained. “After all the losses I’ve taken because of you?”Delilah rolled her eyes, tapping her nails against the phone. “Oh, don’t start. I’m fixing everything.”“Fixing it?” Frank snapped. “Because of you I lost properties, money and even trust from my families”She sighed, cutting him off before he could launch into one of his never-ending rants. “Olive is here.”For a brief seconds
"We will check to see how long," Ethan responded.Ezra sighed lazily as he crossed his arms against his chest, his eyes fixed on Olive, who sat oblivious to their presence. Olive was now so weak that she couldn’t even sense how many people were in the room. She was almost slipping into a coma.Ezra shifted uneasily. “So, what’s your plan?”Ethan didn’t answer right away. His gaze remained locked on Olive, his expression unreadable. Finally, he said, “Let’s watch first. But Mia must not hurt her.”Ezra scoffed, dropping his arms from his chest. “And if she does?”“You have to stop her. This wasn’t the plan, but I don’t care anymore. All I need to find out is if she’s truly our sister. If she is, this mission has to be aborted.”Ezra exhaled sharply, his skepticism evident. Ethan had always been the strategist, the one who thought five steps ahead. That trait had been the reason for their issues with Raymond, but now, him giving it up meant he was truly invested in uncovering what had
"That's enough, Ezra," Ethan called out. He stood in the room, watching Olive like he was seeing something that wasn’t supposed to be there. His chest tightened, but he forced himself to stay still.Ezra stood beside him, leaning against the wall with an impatient look. He was checking his phone, barely paying attention. Ethan licked his lips, hesitating for just a second before speaking."Doesn’t she look like Mom?"Ezra barely reacted. He let out a short, dry chuckle without looking up. "Are you serious?" His tone was flat, dismissive.Ethan’s fingers curled into his palms. His throat felt dry. "Look at her properly."Ezra finally lifted his gaze, scanning Olive for barely a second before shaking his head. "You’re overthinking."Ethan swallowed. His pulse was steady, but his thoughts weren’t. "No. I know what I’m saying."Ezra rolled his eyes and turned away. "We buried her, Ethan. Our sister is dead."Ethan’s stomach twisted. He glanced at Olive again. The resemblance wasn’t just i
The gunshot exploded through the room.Olive’s breath caught in her throat. The sharp crack of the gun was deafening, the scent of burned gunpowder stinging her nose. Her body braced for pain, for the punch of the bullet, but it never came.The gun clattered to the ground, spinning across the floor. Ezra stood in front of her, his chest rising and falling, his arm still outstretched from where he’d knocked the weapon from Delilah’s grip. The air between them pulsed with raw energy.Delilah took a deep, shaky breath, her shoulders rising as her hands curled into fists. Her face twisted into something ugly. “You should be dead,” she hissed.Olive couldn't speak. Her body had locked up the moment Delilah pulled the trigger, and now she was stuck in the aftermath, her limbs useless, her mind blank.Ezra’s voice sliced through the silence. “Do you even understand what you just did?” His usual calm was gone, his words sharp and cutting. His hands curled into his jacket as if he were stoppin
A stinging slap cracked through the air.Olive’s head snapped to the side, pain exploding across her cheek. Her vision blurred, her ears ringing from the force of the blow. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, the metallic taste sharp against her tongue. The room swayed, her mind sluggish as she struggled to process what was happening.A soft chuckle, dark and laced with venom, slithered through the dimly lit space."Pathetic," Sophia’s voice—no, something about it was off—dripped with mockery.Olive’s breaths came in short gasps. Her head throbbed, and when she finally forced herself to look up, the woman standing before her was smirking. The same face Olive had come to despise—Sophia’s face. Yet, there was something… different. A flicker of something familiar.A shiver crawled down her spine."You don’t even recognize me, do you?" The woman tilted her head, amusement flashing in her dark eyes.Olive’s brows knitted together, confusion clouding her mind. The voice, the way sh
Sophia sat across from Ezra, her fingers tapping lightly against the cold surface of the table. She wasn’t here to beg. She wasn’t here to explain. She was here to end Olive, once and for all.Olive had taken everything from her—her pride, her future, and worst of all, the love of Frank.Sophia scoffed at the memory of their last fight. Frank had stood in their apartment, his jaw tight, his voice devoid of the warmth he once had for her.“I can’t do this anymore, Sophia. You’ve ruined me.”Ruined him?Her nails dug into her palm as she recalled every hateful word he had thrown at her. Frank blamed her for his failures, his losses. He called off the wedding, leaving her humiliated and alone. But she knew the truth—Frank was still deeply in love with Olive.That girl had been a thorn in her side for too long.Not anymore.She had imagined this moment a hundred times—the moment where she finally proved to Frank, and to herself, that she wasn’t weak. That Olive had always been beneath her
"What's the way?" Raymond asked. The officer adjusted his cap. “There’s a private security firm a few blocks from here. They have high-resolution cameras covering this entire district.” Raymond exchanged a glance with Daniel. “I think you could check there,” the officer added. Without wasting time, Daniel pulled out his phone and called the other guard stationed at the hospital. “Bring the car now. We’ll need it.” Minutes later, headlights cut through the dimly lit street as the vehicle screeched to a halt. Raymond and Daniel jumped in. The driver didn’t need directions—he floored the gas, heading straight to the security firm. When they arrived, the building was closed, its shutters down. A few people remained inside, visible through the tinted glass. Daniel knocked hard. A security man peered out through a side window. “We’re closed. Come back tomorrow.” Raymond stepped forward. His voice was sharp. “We don’t have time for tomorrow.” “Business hours are over,” the ma
The day before her wedding, Olive Bennett couldn’t contain her excitement. Her white lace wedding gown hung neatly on the closet door, and her veil lay folded on the bed. Everything she had ever dreamed of was about to come true—marrying Frank, the man she had loved for six years, in front of friends and family. She glanced at the clock. Delilah, her stepsister, was supposed to help her with last-minute wedding details, but she was late, as usual. Olive sighed and decided to make herself some tea. The apartment was quiet except for the faint hum of the refrigerator. As she stirred honey into her tea, Olive’s phone buzzed on the kitchen counter. It was Frank. “Hey, babe,” she answered cheerfully. “Hey, I left my cufflinks at your place,” Frank said. “Mind if I swing by and grab them?” Olive smiled. “Sure. They’re in the bedroom drawer. I’ll leave the door unlocked.” “Thanks. I’ll be there in ten.” Olive decided to take a quick shower before Frank arrived. She left her phon...
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